Li Hu lay on top of her, the strong, fishy smell of alcohol mixed with body odor hitting her face.

"Ugh~" Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but vomit, the filth flowing down her lips and neck.

The others immediately lost interest, and Li Hu, looking disgusted, got up:

"Damn it, you dare to say I'm disgusting?"

As he spoke, he raised his foot to kick, but due to his unsteady stance and the large movement, he fell to the ground first.

The man beside him pulled him up and said:

"Alright, Tiger, you go to sleep now. Qiang has already delivered the message. When you wake up, you'll get a big sum of money and can go home and get a young and beautiful woman."

Li Hu staggered toward the dirty bed spread out on the floor to the side:

"After we finish this job, we brothers will be going our separate ways for good."

The Jiang residence.

Qi Meijing was unaware that Wen Jiaojiao had been kidnapped; she was idly watering flowers in the back garden.

The gatekeeper hurriedly delivered a letter:

"Madam, this was delivered by a man who said he wanted to give it to the master."

Qi Meijing never inquired about company matters, so she didn't take it to heart and said:

"Just put it in the master's office."

The gatekeeper was about to turn and leave.

Just then, Jiang Peitian returned, a calm and composed smile on his face.

The gatekeeper handed him the letter and said, "Sir, here is your letter."

Jiang Peitian instinctively thought of the kidnappers; his hand froze in mid-air, not reaching for the object.

He was determined to pretend he didn't know anything, but he was also afraid that if it came to light later, it would cause his relationship with his son to reach a freezing point.

The security guard reminded them:

"Master, what's wrong?"

Jiang Peitian ultimately cared more about the father-son relationship. He took out the letter, which read:

"Bring 300,000 yuan to the lakeside park. Don't call the police, or I'll kill the hostage."

Qi Meijing, observing his reaction today, asked:

"What's wrong?"

After pondering for a few seconds, Jiang Peitian said:

"Jiaojiao has been kidnapped."

With a "bang," the showerhead fell to the ground from Qi Meijing's hand. She rushed forward in a flustered voice and said:

"No matter how much they ask for, just give it to them quickly."

Jiang Peitian folded the letter and wrote:

"Don't worry about this, I'll handle it."

Just then, the phone rang. Jiang Peitian took it out, glanced at it, and then walked to a secluded spot before answering.

"Don't worry, they just want money. I'll take care of it."

Wen Zhaoye's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone:

"I'll go wherever they want to deliver the money."

“That won’t do.” Jiang Peitian refused decisively.

After hesitating for a long time, the person on the other end finally spoke:

"How much money do they want? I'll put together the money for you."

Listening to his perfectly calculated words, Jiang Peitian finally spoke the words that had been weighing on his mind for a long time:

"Did you never intend to acknowledge me in the first place?"

"Initially, I was prepared to acknowledge her as my daughter, but I didn't expect you to let Jiaojiao be your daughter, so I can't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Peitian realized he had shot himself in the foot. His face was cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I understand."

Wen Zhaoye lowered his long eyelashes, looking at the phone that had just been hung up, but felt no sense of relief.

Because during that half-day, he didn't know if Wen Jiaojiao had been subjected to any inhumane treatment.

Jiang Peitian glanced at the words "Don't call the police" on the note, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes. He made a phone call and said:

"Director Wu, my daughter Jiang Jiaojiao has been kidnapped. I will pay the ransom."

A heartfelt voice came from the other end:

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I will immediately dispatch all the police officers in the bureau to rescue Miss Jiang."

Jiang Peitian said ambiguously:

That's not what I meant. Do you understand what I mean?

The other end hesitated for a few seconds, but having climbed to this position, none of them were simpletons. It promptly replied:

"Understood. Don't worry, we will definitely help you get your money back, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Peitian hung up the phone, and when he looked up, his face once again showed its refined and gentle demeanor.

In the lakeside park, people strolled around in twos and threes.

Ah Long stood still, carrying a bag of money, his sharp eyes scanning his surroundings.

Suddenly, a child came up to him and handed him a letter:

"Uncle, someone asked me to give this to you."

Ah Long didn't dare ask the person for directions. He opened the letter and glanced at it.

The sign read: "Place the money on the exercise equipment and then stay ten meters away."

Wen Zhaoye sat in a car not far away, watching A Long back away.

Suddenly, a motorcycle sped past, and the man on the back wearing a helmet casually grabbed the money bag.

Without the slightest hesitation, he drove up and followed.

"Zhaoye, don't go."

Jiang Peitian, who was in the car behind, was startled and craned his neck, his eyes filled with anxiety, shouting.

Wen Zhaoye didn't care about anything else. He stepped on the gas and followed the motorcycle through the streets and alleys.

The man driving the motorcycle glanced in the rearview mirror, weaved through a narrow alley, and shook off Wen Zhaoye.

We stopped in front of a wooden house along the rugged mountain road.

Li Hu was mostly sober, and he chuckled wickedly:

"Qiangzi, did you get the money back?"

Zhou Qiang removed his helmet, revealing a fierce expression. He opened his wallet, looked at the bag full of money, and said calmly:

“We each have 60,000 yuan. We’ll split it up and leave now. We can’t keep this stolen motorcycle either.”

One of them took the money and said:

"Brother Qiang, what should we do about this young lady?"

"Ignore her, let's go." Zhou Qiang tossed the money pouch aside and stuffed the money into his backpack.

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